I realized that my blinds were open. I stoppedchanging, and sporting just my lacey red panties, closed them. I knew fullwell that all my neighbors, ev...n maybe the married ones, wouldn't mind gettinga look, and I knew that I shouldn't take the chance. I was a good girl...orso I thought...then. Once I had finished changing, I made my way back downstairs. "I'mgoing," I breathed. "Okay hon," Mom said. I opened the doorand stepped out into the soft rain. Supplied with only a water bottle, I started. We lost John, Jimmy and Stephen during Vietnam and Mary Beth and Susan… ‘Losing Susan, I think hurt us all more than anything else. I know that Gram felt so hurt…’ There were nods in the crowd while the younger ones stood respectfully silent but the hurt wasn’t there for them, they still knew the story. ‘My sister Catherine told me what happened when Gram passed. She said ‘Catherine,’ and my sister thought she was speaking to her but our mother has a different idea and who are we to argue with. Yes plain flesh of his mother’s butt as lace of panty only covered my butt crack.Then my son gave me another V- String. I said- no more hip huggers?He said- you wear this only. This new one is just attachment of two threads. One for waist and another loop like for both cracks. My motherly heart cried. My eyes became moist. Nothing will remain for imagination after I wore this. My son completed my nakedness. Ignoring my motherly cries I changed my panty by turning back from my son’s piercing. We embraced and hugged while I regained my strength. She asked me if Ienjoyed having Mommy suck my cock. "You know I did, Mom! I answered her.We lie there for awhile, just holding and touching one another. it felt sogood to be naked with my mother Fatima and enjoying each other's bodies. Mom kept telling me how good I looked and I returned the compliment manytimes. She DID look good! Mom held my hand as it explored her breasts and body. She directed myhand down to her pussy. She wanted.